"So what's up?" Kayla looked around Jules little place. It was bare to the bone. She hoped they were warm. Of course, the bed was just a twin in the corner. She couldn't imagine being comfortable here.
"Nothing." Willow shook her head, but she looked as if she were on the brink of tears. She set down on the bed then. "I really..really am awful."
"No. No, that's not it. I really want to be with Jules. I have to." Willow told her.
"But if its going to make you so unhappy..."
"No." Willow winced hard. "I..I've never made my mother mad. Not like this. Not until now. She always had Jonah to deal with. I..I always did as I was told. And now.." She sighed. "Jonah's left. She gets worried. She wants him home, you know." She was in tears. Kayla looked around for tissue, but all she could find was a big roll of paper towels on the counter by the sink.
"I could talk to her." Kayla was willing to help. "And if that doesn't work, well, you'll have Christmas with us. OK?"
Willow looked so young. She couldn't imagine moving in with someone at her age. Kayla hugged her, thinking she must really love Jules to give up so much.